"I lay flat on my back

But the only thing I feel is the floor

underneath me

Though I'd rather feel you on top of me,

or needles pricking my skin

'Cause all I feel is nothing

right now

With my new sober,

a stranger to me

I finger the holes in my favorite shirt and

twiddle my thumbs

I'm bored,

And nothing to take my mind off it

No smoke, no drink, no sex

The first thing that I want

Is the last thing I'll ever need

How do I get used to this

new sober?